“Hello,” he says, tilting his head. He has an English accent, if my dialect discerning abilities haven’t failed me. My neck cranes up so that I can meet his eyes. He’s extremely tall. I’m five-eight, which I wouldn’t consider short, but yeah, he’s a big guy. He has a slender build, like a runner or possibly a soccer player. His dark hair is just a little longer on top than on the sides, and he has a thick black beard that’s the same length as the shorter hair.
